Zeyneb

My phone was blaring as I glared at the caller ID. It was Maybin calling me. I didn't answer, and then it dinged. He texted. 

[ It's about our divorce. You want it? Answer,]he wrote in his message. He called again, and this time, I answered. 

" What?" I growled. Maybin was refusing to sign the divorce documents. He was served long ago. 

" Let's talk in person if you want me to sign the papers," he said. 

" I'm not talking to you," I said sharply. I wanted nothing to do with him after what happened. He cheated on me with my close friend.

" Then I'm not...